After all that he had heard Roland was now finding it hard to concentrate on his destination. He imagined that without all this noise he could have attempted it had he been the right age and his magical abilities matured enough for it. Wizards usually disapparated in alleyways and secluded spots as far as he had heard from family friends who worked at the ministry. The closest you'd get to a yodeller in the street would be a busker.
All in all he wouldn't have minded just taking the blindfold off there and then and gone to the common room or library for some quietness. Just to balance things out again. He pulled it off and walked away up to the castle. The next class would probably be just as eventful if not moreso.

With another whistle, Roma ran all the way back to him and laid down at his feet. Slipping his hands into his pockets, he smiled and watched his wife, hoping she come over to him before she left with Bella.

Daphne said nothing as she was shaken from her 'daydream'. Staring sulkily at the ice cream cart, Daphne Hopton didn't bother pointing out to Mrs. Greingoth that she had already snapped out of her reverie quite a while ago. Ice cream dripping down the middle of her forehead and over her ears, she wiped at the melted dairy irately with the back of her hand.

Have a good day? A. Good. Day?

Fumbling with her soiled robes, Daphne pulled out her wand and started pointing at every single bit of herself that was dirty.

First her head. "Scourgify!" Then her face. "Scourgify!" Her left hand. "Scourgify!" Right hand. Robes. Head. Face. Hands. Robes. Head. Face. Head. Head. Head!

"Scourgifyscourgifyscourgify!"

She had never felt so dirty in her entire life. It was bad enough that she could cry;

Except she wouldn't. She had just spotted that Dominic--err, last name? That boy! He couldn't stand crying girls. Apparently it made him feel weak and vulnerable and he was susceptible to shouting bouts when that happened.

Instead, she aimed her wand at the nearest ice cream pool on the grass.

Scouuuurgiiiiify dairy of my demise!

Madi heard a whistle and knew exactly where it came from. She walked over to Bella who was now serving ice cream to the students and placed her hand gently on her arm. "I'll be back," she said as she slipped away and walked over to where Neo was standing.

"Hey Roma," she smiled as she reached for Neo's hand as now it was his turn to hold her attention. Her eyes studied his face for a moment. "You look tired," she whispered as her hand brushed against his cheek. "How is everything?" She remembered him speaking of the water rising in the dungeons but that was as far as she knew.

Weird. Clifford Carden was apparently at the meadow too? And uh... was he like not wearing any clothes? Dominic craned his neck to try and get a glimpse of his colleague, because surely this would be a good opportunity for an article to write about in the Quill. He could just imagine the headlines: "Head boy strips off clothes in public meadow".

But speaking of imaginations . . . Dominic felt himself suddenly being awakened with a gentle shake as the blindfold was removed and he was able to see. Rubbing his eyes, he swallowed as he realized he was sitting on the grass at the grounds of hogwarts. And there was ICE CREAM on his nose! On his robes! He was sure there were probably grass stains on his robes too.

Oh, this was a game!? Well that was odd. And yet he couldn't help but smile in satisfaction - despite his filthiness - how enjoyable his daydream had been. Blinking up at the ice cream lady Apparition instructor, Dominic nodded when she said to help clean up.

Fishing for his wand in his robes, Dominic waved it over himself as he cast "Tergeo" on his robes and nose. He would be needing a bath tonight regardless. And then, for the first time, since being blindfolded actually, the sixteen year old noticed how truly messy the grounds were in the area they used for the lesson. There was ice cream and other stuff all over. "Tergeo!" He cast, as he started cleaning the grounds.

But as he was about to leave - since the grounds were almost all cleaned up but he thought he would leave a little for others - he recalled her last comment about the ice cream cart. Picking his bag up, he casually made his way over towards the cart and helped himself to a scoop of lemondrop ice cream.

"Thank you, Mrs Greingoth and ..." Uh what was the other lady's name? She was preggers, he knew that much. And possibly, yes, the Groundkeeper's wife!! "... And Mrs Groundskeeper, for a good lesson. See you next time." Whenever that would be.

With that, the Hufflepuff Prefect left the grounds and made his way back towards the castle.

Constantine held Madison's hand, smiling at her. He couldn't help but think about how close he had come to losing her. Or her losing him. Oh, what difference does it make? "I'm...surviving," he answered. "What about you? How are you doing?"

Madison turned to look at the Hufflepuff Prefect and watched him walk away. "It is so sweet to see the children are so respectful," she smiled and listened to what he had to say. She ran her fingers along his cheek once again as she held her smile.

"I see," she chuckled lightly then turned to look at the children eating ice cream. "I'm fine. Oscar's still growing and..." she rubbed her growing tummy. "..so am I." She then turned back to Neo with a bright smile. "I can't wait for Christmas. I do hope you will be there."

Daniel was about to stand up and run wildly like what he do in their garden. But he was halted by the voice of Ms. Greingoth and the blindfold that was taken away.

He looked at the Ministry Officials and nodded as they have instructed them to help them clean and get some yummy ice cream... Daniel almost jump up from his seat to clean up and have his ice cream...

"Scourgify, Scourgify, Scourgify"

Lots of spells where flying and in an instant the place was cleaned.

He looked at Mrs. Greingoth and asked, "Ma'am can I have an ice cream now?" he said.

He then headed for the cart and made himself a special sundae.

After eating, he looked again at the Officials and said, "Mrs. Greingoth, Mr. and Mrs. Masterson, Thank you very much for the great lesson and for" Danie paused and said shyly, "For that lovely ice cream" he said with a smile.

Lawliet quickly took his blindfold off and got up off the grass and brushed himself off. This is when he realized that it was just ice cream that was splattered all over him - it made him feel a little better. Sort of. At least he was completely aware of his surrounding again, which was the most important thing.

He cleaned himself off and then turned around, mutter incantations under his breath and helping clean up the place. Once he was done, he was so determined to get out of there that he didn't exactly.... see... the huge bucket of ice cream that was in front of him.

And he tripped over it.

And there was a splat.

..........Aaaand the ice cream was now splattered in Mrs. Greingoth's general direction.

The Slytherin boy's eyes widened in horror and he flailed helplessly as he realized what he did, but he also had to try to hold back the chuckle that was desperately trying to get out of his mouth.

"I... am so... sorry," he said slowly, sounding entirely embarrassed about the whole thing.

Constantine looked down. "I saw your little pooch," he smiled, poking it gently, "it looks very cute on you." He became serious again when she spoke of Christmas and gave her a comforting smile. "There's a lot of crazy things going on around here, Madison," he started, reaching a hand up to tuck a bit of hair behind her ear, "but I WILL try to come home for Christmas."

Madison's brown eyes looked to Neo, the disappointment was so hard to hide, but she understood. Slowly her eyes moved down to his chin, then peeked out to the children once again, watching them eat their ice cream and enjoy themselves.

"I am really enjoying my new Department Head," she said changing the subject for a good reason. "She really knows how to enjoy herself as things seem a bit hyper around the office." Not that she mind, but it was completely different between Lorraine and Bella and she enjoyed working with both of them.

"And...umm...Caleum loves helping. After work I go home to feed Oscar and change clothes then go to see mum and Caleum for dinner." Now she was making the most of her small talk...any kind of talk, because at the moment, she really needed to...step away from the attention as there just seemed to be too much on her at one time, not that anyone was paying attention to her but, they were. And...she wanted to cry.

Without even giving it a second thought or worrying about the kids around him, Constantine reached out and pulled her in to his arms for a hug. He gave her forehead a small kiss and then leaned his head against hers. I never said I wouldn't be coming home for sure...it's just, the chance that I can't is there." He leaned back and looked at her face, watching her big brown eyes. "I love you, very very much.

"And I need you to send me some extra clothing from the closet when you get home. I...erm, seem to have run short."

It was official.. Clifford Carden's imagination and concentration were simply TOO GOOD!! Faaaar too good. He coulda quite happily stayed there sunbathing aaaall day. But no. Someone was shaking him. HMPF.

It seemed the Head Boy was the one of the last to come back to planet Earth.. and when he did he was -

Oh.

Goody.

Gumdrops.

Why was he semi-nekkid!? Who took his clothes off!? What was going on!!?

People were taking off their blindfolds and he was in nothing but his boxer shorts!! Embarrassing much!?

Face flushing scarlet, Clifford scrambled around.. trying to pull his school trousers on as quick as he possibly could. GRRR. He didn't want anyone seeing ... what they shouldn't see. EEK! In his hurry to regain some decency and cover himself, the Head Boy had pulled his trousers on back to front.. but that didn't matter.. at least he was COVERED.

Grumbling, the Head Boy simply stood there like a lemon.. unable to button his shirt back up as his hands were busy holding his back to front trousers up. And this had started off to be such a cool lesson.

Evangeline's eyes still incapable of tearing themselves away from Clifford even as she felt her cheeks growing redder and redder. Boy, she knew Clifford's imagination was good, but that was a bit too much! She figured he had been imagining to be sunbathing - Clifford was a freak for sunbathing. Evangeline didnt really understand it, sunbathing only got her burnt.

But this - gosh. Her boyfriend was practically nekkid infront of half the school! Getting her thoughts together, Evangeline quickly made her way to where Clifford was attempting to dress himself. Once she got there, she couldn't help but to gigglesnort. The situation was rather funny once you thought about it!

And saw Clifford with his trousers dressed the other way around.

"You're nuts, you know that?" She told him amusedly, before moving her hads to button up his shirt, her cheeks red but not AS red as his. Oh no. That was impossible.

Madison wrapped her arms around his waist, catching a breeze that blew his scent in her direction. Oh how she missed his smell, the warmth of his arms. It wasn't easy being pregnant, especially when your husband was not at home.

"I know," she said as if she were brushing off the fact that she didn't want to worry about that right now. She was here with him, that's what mattered the most. "I love you, too." She sighed as she looked to the ground, then back to Constantine with a raised brow.

"Oookay," she said rather long winded as if she were trying to understand that statement. "As soon as I get home I'll get your things ready." It was almost time to leave, this was the hard part of the whole thing.

"...Mrs. Masterson," Bella replied, motioning towards Madi. It wouldn't do for the students to go around calling her Mrs. Groundskeeper, although, come to think about it, she might just like that little nickname. She turned around and smiled as she took in the sight of Neo and Madi catching up. What a lovely little family...of soon-to-be three. She turned back to the two boys and said, "You're very welcome, Mr. Denton and Mr. Kaiser. I'm glad you enjoyed the lesson."

"Protego!" Bella exclaimed, whipping out her wand and directing it to the ice cream that was threatening to destroy her newest emsemble. Yes, the Shielding Charm worked wonders when defending oneself against ice cream. When the ice cream hit the shield, then splattered to the ground, Bella lowered her wand towards it and added, "Scourgify!" Seeing that the mess was cleaned, she looked towards Lawliet with an understanding smile. "Not a problem at all, dear. If you still need an ice cream cone, go ahead and prepare it, then you may be dismissed."

Constantine kissed her forehead again. "Thank you, dear," he smiled. "I'm glad you came today...it was nice to see you at MY place of work instead of the other way around," he laughed and moved his hands to hold both of hers. "Will you be coming back here again?"

Madison heard her name called by Bella, but then her attention went back to Neo when she knew her boss was not calling her name to get her attention. "I should be here as we have two more classes to teach," she said as her fingers intertwined with his. "And yes it is a change from my place to your place."

Her eyes roamed the grounds that she could see for a moment and sighed. "So many memories here you know," she smirked as she turned back to look at him. So many pictures taken, books read and just the glances that were noticable at times. "I bet I know what I dream of tonight." That was a given as her dreams were so vivid.

Thank Merlin Evangeline was a nice person. She was the only one that had come to his rescue, out of the entire bloody class. Maybe the others were scared of him now they'd seen what he looked like under his uniform? Pssh. He wasn't THAT scary, was he? Maybe it was the quaffle undies.. naaah, it couldn't be them.. they were his favourite.. they were COOL.

ANYWAYS, he was glad it was Evangeline who had come to his rescue - even if she was doing the tomato face at him - the situation was embarrassing enough thank you very much.

"Thankies," the Head Boy mumbled, the blush extending further down his neck as he held still and allowed his girlfriend to button his shirt back up. Oh yes, he was deffo glad it was her. Still holding up his back to front trousers, Clifford stepped into his shoes and cleared his throat uncertainly.

Talk about humiliated beyond comprehension.